No One

No one of us is from Ireland

But we drink whiskey neat

We ‘re just a celtic punkrock band

That makes you move your feet

Home is a word we don´t use

To tell where we were born

Home is where friends and family live

Where love grows, not the scorn

Wake up all lads from every town

The mountains to the shore

Less bombs more words to stop the war

Is what we’re longin’ for

The world would be a better place

Without borders, without hate

We all are humans just one race

Love is our fate

Be proud of love

Not where you from

Know your roots

And overcome

The rusty chains

Of your birth right

The bloody tale

Of national pride